I'm pretty deep into my 12 pack, so here goes!





(Magnus viewing Nirn ...hiding in the sun)

I knew the flaw...
it sickened me.
I wanted no part in my accursed design, my stillborn child.
Still, they birthed it anyway.



Ahh Dwemeri! Noble Heathens!
You shine your light on the cracks, Show the wheel to not be true.
With your Numidium it wobbles

(we now see the Warp in the West)

Children, gather and look that you may know to avoid my mistake!
reality is frail, truth subjective.
Do you not see the error in making things as they were-are-will be?
there is too much rigidity in certainty....watch as the wheel wobbles further.

(Many 'times' are now seen)
Alinor! unmake my crime!
the brass catalyst is upon you. He does not FIGHT you, He shows you HOW to fight.
When the core premise is corrupt, remove the core.




something something the Thalmor are essentially Dwemer 2.0
(finish the job)

*Changed the Thread title*

Hmmm. I kind of like this. Dwemeri world-refusals, without the steampunk.